Chapter 1

 

AJ McLean sighed in contentment. Life couldn't be better. His career was taking off to places he couldn't even imagine; he had the best friends anyone could ever wish for; and he was about to marry the absolute love of his life. Who could want more?
 

"Alex, honey," a sweet and musical voice called from the kitchen. "If we don't get going, we're going to be late. Personally, I'm really not in the mood to deal with Nick being pissed at us for being late again."
 

AJ laughed. If there was one thing his best friend Nick did better then anyone else, it was being pissy. He did it so well.
 

 Walking into the kitchen, he wrapped his arms around his fiance. "Maybe we can forget about it and just stay home," he wispered into her hair huskily. "We could always have our own...party."
  

"Alex! Be good, you know how much this means to Nick and the guys," Sarah Martin excaimed. "Besides, we can always come home and hold our own celebration."
  

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
  

"Not resently you haven't," Sarah replied with a smile.
  

"Mmm, maybe I should fix that."
  

Turning around so she was facing him, Sarah kissed him. "Tonight?"
  

"Pormise."
  

"Well then let's go so we can get beack here in time for our celebration."
  

AJ laughed and picked Sarah u[ off her feet. "Your chariot awaits, M'Lady."

 

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"ALEX! Why do you always have to do this to me? I worked my ass off to make this the perfect wedding shower and you have to go and ruin it by showing up an hour late. Can't you show up on time for once in your life, or are you planning on being late for your own wedding?" Nick Carter looked at AJ trying to apear like he was insulted.
  

"Nicky, relax, I got here didn't I?" AJ asked, laughing.
  

"What's so funny? You think everything's one big joke don't you?"
  

"Nicky, I've known you for how long? I know when you're trying to act insulted and when you actually are. I do have to admit though, you're getting better at almost fooling me."
  

With his arms folded across his chest, Nick playfully stuck out his tung out at AJ. "Thank's a lot, McLean. You're a riot yourself."
  

 Kevin Richardson laughed and put his arm around the younger man shoulders, "Just let him be. I don't think he can think of anything but the fact that he's getting married in a week. I know Rok couldn't."
  

"Speaking of, Train, when do you plan on getting hiched yourself?" AJ asked grinning at the older man. Two years ago, Kevin almost gotten married himself. Unfortunately, Kristin had deside that her career was more important then anything else and so she had left him.
  

Kevin smiled softly, "You never know what life brings us."
  

"Oh my God! Kev's got someone!" AJ said, fringing a heart-attack.
  

"Thanks, Bone. I hate to burst you're bubble, but...no. I don't, at least I don't right now. But God only knows."
  

"And you're full of shit, Train."
  

"I thought this party was about you and Sarah, not about my non-existent love life. So, let's get this house rockin'. That is if AJ's up to it."
  

AJ looked at Kevin in disbelief. "What do you think? Of course I'm up to it!"
  

For the next several hours the Boys and Sarah partied harder then they ever had in their past. After all, it wasn't every day a Backstreet Boy got married. the celibration lasted until early into the next morning.
  

"Hey guys, I'm sorry to be the barer of bad news, but I've got to get Alex home," Sarah sid to the guys. "He promised me a celebration of our own and I want to take him up on the offer before he's to tired to think strait."
  

Cat-calls started being thrown in AJ's direction. Any outsider could tell they loved ther younger brother dearly.
  

"Thanks, Sar-Sar. I've got to be getting home myself. I have...a few things to take care of myself," Kevin said, a slight blush running across his face.
  

"You know, for a guy who doesn't have a girlfriend, you act too much like you're already married. Come on, Kev, what are you not telling us?" AJ teased.
  

"Nothing, I swear. It's just...I've got some things to take care of at home. It's important to me. I promise, when the time's right, I'll tell you all what I've been up to. Deal?"
  

"I'll find out before then, you know that Train."
  

"Not this time."
  

"Come on, Alex. Let's get home. Please?" Sarah begged.
  

AJ chuckled, "Let's get you home princess. See you guys later."

 

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Thanks for coming with me tonight," AJ said, smiling at Sarah as he pulled out of Nick's driveway.
  

"Why wouldn't I? I love you, Alex."
  

"I know you do, but you still could have stayed home. I mean, it had to be somewhat borring for you just to sit and watch us act like..."
  

"Five year olds?" she asked, chuckling. "Actually, I enjoyed it. It was definately better than staying home and watching borring old movies on the tv."
  

 AJ laughed and put his free arm around her shoulders. "You're the best wife a guy could ask for."
  

"Hey, we're not married yet," Sarah said, kissing his cheek. Lowering her head until it rested on his shoulder, Sarah let out a contented sigh.
  

"You know, we could always elope tonight. That way we don't have to wait."
  

"No way, mister. I'm getting you down that isle whether you like it or not. We've been planning this for months. We're not eloping," Sarah laughed.
  

Before either of them could react, a blinding light penitrated the front windshield. AJ swerved the car, trying to see. The next thing either of them knew, the sound of shattering glass and scrapping medal penitrated the air.
  

"Sarah," AJ called out weekly. "Are you ok?"
  

Silence filled the air.
  

"Sarah? Sarah, answere me, please!" AJ called out, panick rising in his throat trying to choak him.
  

Turning his head painfully twards the passenger side of the vehicle. His stomach tried to revolt against him at the sight.
  

Sarah was laying against the passenger window, blood pouring out of a gash that was on the side of her head. Her neck was twisted in an angle that no human neck should be in. Her blue eyes blankly stared out  the windshield. Her skin looked like death wouldn't touch it.
  

Tears streamed down his face. "Sarah, no. Please no. I love you to much. Please, don't leave me," he wispered before sinking into a painless darkness.